Five years ago we got a handicapped placard for Elisabeth. I remember looking at the expiration date of March 2015 - it seemed like forever away. Looking at my then-two-year old Elisabeth it was hard to imagine her at seven. Yet here we are. As always, time keeps marching on and today we got our replacement placard (expiration 3/20 when Elisabeth is 12!).
But enough about that, let's talk about having a handicapped placard. I love it. Raising a child with brain damage is a lot of work - hard work, so I am going to enjoy the perks where they come. Parking up close is necessary because I need space to get the wheelchair in and out, but it is also just plain nice - and I'm not afraid to say it.
I haven't done it yet, but one of these days I'm going to buy Elisabeth one of those shirts that say,
"I'm only in it for the parking."
"I'm only in it for the parking."
